The storyteller paused, looked to the side with suspicion on his face.
Fang Xu also stood on tiptoes and looked across.
The girl who spoke just now has bright eyes and white teeth, no makeup on her face, a petite figure, and a pair of iconic deer eyes that are now full of anger.
Surprisingly, it was Xie Wanzhou Benzhou!
"Wan Zhou?" Xie Li frowned slightly, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes, "Why is she here?"
Fang Xu shook his head and said softly, "Let's take a look."
The storyteller was exposed, and a hint of anger appeared on his face, "What do you know about movies, you little girl? You are just talking nonsense!"
Xie Wanzhou pursed her pink lips, her usually gentle face filled with anger, "Look, you are the one talking nonsense!"
"You know a lot, so let me ask you, what is the allusion of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?" Xie Wanzhou straightened his back and his eyes were gleaming coldly.
"You don't even know what the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are, so you're still yelling at me?" The storyteller sneered and folded the fan. "It's said that one sunny day, the Weaver Girl and the Fairy went to bathe in the river together. The Cowherd listened to the guidance of the old scalper at home and fetched The clothes of the Weaver Girl keep her with you.”
"The two lived happily. Unexpectedly, the Queen Mother learned of this and forcibly took Fairy Weaver back. She also used a hairpin to draw a Milky Way. From then on, the loving couple could only look at each other across the river, miserable."
The storyteller glanced at Xie Wanzhou with a look of disdain, "So, what's wrong with me saying that the mistress of the Yongcheng Marquis is vicious?"
Hearing this, Xie Wanzhou slowly shook his head and pursed his pink lips, "You keep saying that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl live a happy life, but let me ask you, who of the serious sons would steal his daughter's clothes?"
The storyteller paused, his eyes flustered, "This..."
The people surrounding him were stunned when they heard this, not knowing what to say.
"The Weaver Girl was originally a fairy in heaven. If the Cowherd had not interfered with her, she should have married the heavenly generals and the heavenly soldiers and been respected by everyone!"
"In my opinion, the Cowherd is just a scheming villain who is greedy for beauty!" Xie Wanzhou snorted coldly and raised his chin, "He couldn't fly, so he hid the Weaver Girl's clothes and grabbed her to fall with him. .”
"You tell me, this is love?"
Xie Wanzhou's words were too advanced and had a big impact on everyone.
The people gathered around and talked about it.
"Why do I think...what this girl said makes some sense..."
"Yes, if you think about it, what Cowherd did is really hateful!"
"If I were the Queen Mother and the fairies I raised beside me were desecrated like this, I would definitely not just row across the Milky Way!"
"What's the difference between a cowherd and a naughty man?"
Seeing that the direction of the wind had changed, a flash of panic flashed in the storyteller's eyes, he glared at Xie Wanzhou and said loudly, "I'm talking about the affairs of the Yongcheng Marquis, don't get me involved elsewhere!"
"Mother Yongcheng dislikes the poor and loves the rich, and bullies the poor young people. Is this right?" The storyteller slapped the table, his face full of anger, as if he volunteered to stand up for Xie Shuer and Pei Heng, "With such a tough mother , It’s really not easy to thank Miss!”
"You know very well." Xie Wanzhou curled her lips and smiled, with cold eyes, "How deep can the relationship between them be? Women are strong and men are weak. If it were you, would you marry your daughter?"
The storyteller glanced at her and twitched the corner of his mouth, "You are a little girl, your hair is not even long, and you are still claiming that you understand feelings. Look, I am afraid that you have been in the arms of some young man before you understand so well." ?”
"What did you say?"
As soon as the storyteller finished speaking, Zhu Tao beside Xie Wanzhou immediately turned red with anger and rolled up her sleeves to show him some color.
"Oh, look, he's getting angry from embarrassment!" The storyteller grinned, pointed at Xie Wanzhou, and said mysteriously, "Just ask me to hit the sore spot!"
"Little girl, who is your lover? Tell me, what if I know something else?" The storyteller blinked at Xie Wanzhou, feeling extremely disgusted at his age.
"You are very brave."
The storyteller was laughing heartily when he suddenly heard a female voice, and his face instantly turned pale, "Grandma, why are there so many things happening today!"
Fang Xu walked out of the crowd, his steps slow, his skirt swaying lightly, and a slight smile hanging on his lips.
Xie Wanzhou paused and looked at Fang Xu in surprise.
Mother...hasn't she entered the palace...why is she here?
"Who are you?" The storyteller looked impatient and waved his hand towards Fang Xu, driving her away, "Go away, don't disturb the situation here!"
Fang Xu smiled, crossed his arms, and said softly, "You are showing off behind your back, and you are a respectable family, don't you think about what will happen to you?"
"Hey, can you still go to jail?" The storyteller grinned, with an unconcerned look on his face, "Don't say it's about being behind the scenes, even if I stand in front of that evil mother, I will do as I say!"
The storyteller looked arrogant, "There is someone above me!"
"Really?" Fang Xu pretended to be surprised, but for just a moment, he was replaced by coldness, "Catch him."
Baiji stepped out, very fast, kicked the table over, twisted the storyteller's right arm, and held him down.
Bai Ji knows some boxing and kicking skills, and given his age as a storyteller, he is naturally no match for her.
"It hurts, it hurts!" The old storyteller's face wrinkled up and he cursed loudly, "Grandma, who do you think you are? Why are you arresting me!"
Fang Xu walked slowly and walked up to him with a smile in his eyes, "I stand in front of you and you can't recognize my identity when you look at my face?"
"You don't know me, but you arrange me arbitrarily." Fang Xu looked down at him, with sarcasm in his eyes, "Tell me, should I arrest you?"
"You...you are the Marquis Yongcheng..." The storyteller felt tongue-tied and stuttered, "I didn't make it up, those are all the truth!"
"Oh, tell the truth?" Fang Xu pursed his lips and chuckled, charming and generous, "So, you know what I've been through better than I do?"
The storyteller struggled hard, but could not move Bai Ji behind him. He became quite angry and said, "What do you want to do?"
"I'm telling you, there's someone above me!" The storyteller gritted his teeth, with a stern look on his face, "If you dare to touch me, I guarantee you won't be able to eat and carry around."
"It's really scary." Fang Xu said lightly, "I am the widow of the Marquis. My husband holds real power and died fighting for the country. The emperor is here. For the sake of my late husband's face, he will also give us orphans. How much dignity does a widowed mother have?"
"Why, is it possible that the one above you is more respectable than the Emperor?"
The storyteller's face turned from red to white, which is called a wonderful story.
"Today, you lied and framed me, and you insulted my daughter to the extreme. You couldn't help her, and you even caused trouble. Tell me, how should I punish you?"
After Fang Xu finished speaking, everyone suddenly realized that the girl who had spoken just now turned out to be the high-ranking daughter of the Yongcheng Houfu!
(End of chapter)
